Chapter 122: Separate Actions after School (2/2)

Amane and the others often passed by a large area in the shopping mall where swimsuits were sold. He also clearly remembered his female classmates saying that they would be buying new swimsuits.

He however never expected Mahiru to actually buy her own swimsuit.

Truth be told, Mahiru could not swim.

She did say that since she did not want to swim, she chose a school where swimming classes were not a requirement. In any case, she probably could not swim.

And that Mahiru wanted to buy a swimsuit.

“…Are we not going to the pool together…?”

She fidgeted and shriveled as she whispered bashfully. Amane froze once he heard that, and pinched his face.

…Don’t say that with such a face.

As expected, the classmates loitering in the classroom were looking over at them.

There were expressions ranging from shock to warm smiles, which left him gaudy, ashamed, and unable to calm down. His heart would pound wildly whenever he saw Mahiru’s bashful face, and with so many staring at him in this atmosphere, he wanted to dig a hole and bury his head in.

“…I see. Then…go ahead.”

“Y-yes…which will be better?”

“The safer ones.”

He had to give an immediate answer.

Given her pretty face, one would assume any swimsuit would suit her nicely, but it was best for her to wear something not too revealing.

After all, while Amane and Mahiru had been dating for weeks, he hardly saw her reveal much skin.

In school, Mahiru would button up to the neck, and wear tights. She would wear such formal clothing, one had to worry if she would get heatstroke.

At home, she would never wear clothes that would reveal her chest, and her skirts were on the longer side. Even when wearing pants, she would wear tights.

In other words, Amane practically saw nothing of her skin, or nothing at all. He never had the chance to.

In this situation, if she were to wear a swimsuit, a sexy one at that,  he probably would collapse on the spot and be unable to get up.

Once Amane said so decisively, Mahiru widened her eyes, and then she gave a chuckle.

“It really is a typical answer from you.”

“I’ll die. Something not outlandish please.”

“Hm hm, what shall I do?”

“Mahiru>”

“I shall discuss with Chitose-san about which kinds will delight you.”

Amane pursed his lips as he looked at the somewhat bashful looking Mahiru.

Better send a message to Chitose, make sure she doesn’t choose anything weird.

It was more than a matter of life and death, and he had to stop Chitose, even if he had to knock Mahiru over.

Chitose was not in the classroom, and it appeared she was off to return something to her friend in another class. Amane decided to send a message to her, and poked the face of Mahiru who appeared to be contemplating a prank.